Short Stories
Wild Irish Clan
I was born of the Wild Irish Mulligans and the More Practical but Stubborn Mullins clans. As luck would have it, my father, “Contagious Laugh” and my mother, “Blue River Eyes” had five little shamrocks together, all of which were daughters. The oldest and wisest daughter was “Big Boss”, after five years came another girl, “Full of…
Read MoreThe Schwan’s Man
One early evening when I was preparing dinner, my husband John nonchalantly walked into the house carrying a half-gallon container of Schwan’s ice cream. When I saw him, I immediately grilled him about where he had gotten the ice cream and begged, “Tell me you didn’t buy that!” He looked at me with absolute confusion and hesitantly…
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